You know that feeling you get sometimes?
The one where it feels like you could fly?
The feeling of invincibility?
Like you're just, well, above all of it.
You have everything you could ever need and more.
You have friends who care for you, a family who takes the time to raise you, money, popularity, power, love...
I had that once.
But that was then.
And now I'm here.
A lot can happen in a year.
Even the tallest towers we build find a way to come crashing down.
But, there is a difference isn't there? Between a tower and life. Towers fall because of gravity and time. My downfall was all because of one decision: a signing of a document.
This document gave me something I had always wanted. I wanted it more than anything in the world. But I had no idea what would come after it.
It's funny, really how the smallest things such as a piece of paper can change your life forever.
This pen and parchment had become my gravity.
Even today, I look back and marvel at the absurdity of life, as it throws things at you, expecting you to catch them.
No one on their right mind is physically capable of such things, so what if I told you there was a reason?
A reason for your pain, for your loss, your struggle.
I want to show you something; something that might just change your life, but I can only show you if you are willing to come.
Come with me, and maybe, just maybe, you will see.
YOU ARE READING
The Art of Hope || Wattys 2017
General Fiction♦♢✤novel currently on hold✤♢♦ Amara Kingsley has known only one thing her entire life: peace. She has everything a girl could ever want, any and all of her problems whisked away under the marvelous tip of her paint brush. She has a gift. That's why...
